The one unbreakable rule in the Man Code is this: no matter how beautiful, smart, and clever she is, do not fall in love with your best friend’s woman.
From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Lauren Blakely! The books can be read in any order.
They can all be enjoyed as standalones, but you will likely enjoy the series that they each fall into.
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 1)
Yeah, so I screwed up big time when I fell for her.
I might have let my sin of unrequited love slide, given everything that went down in the last few years, but Lulu just walked back into my life as vibrant as ever.
And the cards are stacked against me once again. We’re working together, and the last thing I want to do is mess up her life with a forbidden office romance now that she’s finally got the fresh start she deserves.
Trouble is, she’s even more irresistible than ever, and this time around I’m not sure any code can hold me back.
Even if I stand to lose everything…
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 2)
Let me just say — none of this was supposed to happen.
I didn’t expect the letter to go viral. I didn’t think anyone would figure out who Dear Sexy Ex was. And I especially never thought he would find out about it. Yeah, bit of a miscalculation there.
But see, I need the money to fund my brand new venture.
And Dear Sexy Ex, well, it turns out he needs me to save his business. By becoming his fake fiancée.
Yup, that’s the pickle I find myself in — pretending to be madly in love with the charming, brilliant, and utterly infuriating man known as Dear Sexy Ex.
Only, it’s not an act. And he can never know.
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 3)
It should be an easy rule to follow – don’t bang your boss…
But I didn’t know who he was when I met him. And the first time I saw him, our connection sounded like the stuff of romantic legends — that whole “their eyes locked across a crowded room” moment that turned into more.
I didn’t believe it. . . . until it happened to me.
Fine, the charming, clever, sexy-as-sin guy in the tailored suit was only trying to buy the same Snoopy lunchbox (as a gift!), but still, our eyes totally locked, and my lady parts definitely tingled as we vied for the prize.
Naturally, I did what any badass business woman would do. Negotiated for the lunchbox, then found my what-if guy online and made plans to see him the next night.
One night only — that was the deal we made. But one fantastic night had us both changing our minds in the morning. And making plans for another.
Until I walked into the office to learn he just bought my company.
And here’s the biggest rule of romantic legends — no matter what, don’t bang your boss. Especially if you’re already falling for him.
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 4)
A sexy new friends-to-lovers standalone!
Let me list the reasons why dating the sexy, charming pro hockey star is a bad idea:
1. He’s one of my closest friends
2. All our friends are friends
3. The wounds I’ve got from past relationships go deep.
And so do his. We’re both devoutly single — it’s just safer for the heart that way. But there’s no reason not to bid on the gorgeous, clever athlete at the charity auction this weekend.
If I win, it’ll be a “friendsdate.” And I do win. I win him big. And hard. And all night long. The trouble is . . . what happens in the morning?
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 5)
(The Guys Who Got Away Book 6)
I’m breaking up with set-ups.
No more “can I introduce you to my son, nephew, grandson, the butcher, the guy down the street who mows my lawn.” Machines know what’s best, and I’ll rely on the great dating algorithms of the web to find the ideal man, thank you very much.
Soon enough, it looks like I’ve found him — his nickname is Lucky Suit, and he’s hilarious, quick-witted and full of heart.
But when I finally get together with him in person, I have the distinct feeling I’ve met him before. Turns out there’s more to our meeting than I had thought, and when we discover what truly brought us together, all bets are off.
(A MM standalone in The Guys Who Got Away World)
Every bartender should follow one simple rule—don’t go home with the customers.
That’s been easy for me to stick to, until the night a cocky, confident, and sinfully charming hockey star walks into my bar. This sexy athlete is too hard to resist, especially when he makes it clear how much he wants the “sarcastic, witty, hot AF” guy behind the bar—also known as me.
Still, I’m not keen on breaking my own rules since I know where that can lead—no place good. But when that man makes his case with one bone-searing kiss on the streets of London, I throw resistance out the window.
What could go wrong with a hot, no-strings-attached fling before he leaves town in five days? Trouble is, soon our nights together lead to days, to long conversations, to getting to know each other, and to something I never expected—falling ridiculously hard for a man who’s getting on a plane to America when I live a world away.
My life is here. His is there. And no amount of falling or feeling will change that one big problem.
Warning: contains hot hotel nights, loads of dirty talk, PDA all over London, and two sexy, witty, charming heroes…
